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[ good morning, we are at the arcade!
it's fumkin noisy in here but he's doing his best! he seems to be doggedly playing one game in particular. it's a rhythm game, one of those taiko drum ones, and he seems like he's really concentrating, ears perked up and forward. is he perhaps trying to get a high score? maybe. it's not out of the question because he actually is doing pretty good, he's got near perfects on all of the notes. oh, also, he's wearing this.
in any case, he's very clearly not paying attention to anything around him so this is your chance to jumpscare the shit out of him if you'd like. ]
it's fumkin noisy in here but he's doing his best! he seems to be doggedly playing one game in particular. it's a rhythm game, one of those taiko drum ones, and he seems like he's really concentrating, ears perked up and forward. is he perhaps trying to get a high score? maybe. it's not out of the question because he actually is doing pretty good, he's got near perfects on all of the notes. oh, also, he's wearing this.
in any case, he's very clearly not paying attention to anything around him so this is your chance to jumpscare the shit out of him if you'd like. ]
[snazzy outfit... you get a fit check in return. waner is sort of wandering around the arcade hesitantly, never having seen anything like this before, watching the various games warily. eventually shec omes across jiaoqiu, watching him play the game.
he's pretty good at this. alas, if waner were more of a gremlin, she would try to startle him. instead, she waits for his song to finish and then applauds.]
That was wonderful!
he's pretty good at this. alas, if waner were more of a gremlin, she would try to startle him. instead, she waits for his song to finish and then applauds.]
That was wonderful!
[ ohhhHHH THAT'S SO PRETTY
thankfully, she's nice enough to wait for the song to finish, and though he does jump a little at the applause, he doesn't throw anything in fright so that's nice. instead, he glances over at her, and huffs in amusement. ]
Ah... thank you. This is rather fun.
thankfully, she's nice enough to wait for the song to finish, and though he does jump a little at the applause, he doesn't throw anything in fright so that's nice. instead, he glances over at her, and huffs in amusement. ]
Ah... thank you. This is rather fun.
Yes, that is the name of my country.
[she steps forward and takes a drumstick. okay. let's go.
she is going to beat the shit out of this drum. but she'll do it in rhythm because she does actually know how to play instruments, so like, she's got a decent sense of rhythm.]
[she steps forward and takes a drumstick. okay. let's go.
she is going to beat the shit out of this drum. but she'll do it in rhythm because she does actually know how to play instruments, so like, she's got a decent sense of rhythm.]
[she laughs a little to herself.]
So many of you prefer to be addressed informally... I fear I will get into the habit and will offend someone, should I make it back to Daxing. Very well, Jiaoqiu it is. [waner smiles faintly.] ...I suppose I have. This "Heaven" is very pleasant, which... I imagine is the point.
So many of you prefer to be addressed informally... I fear I will get into the habit and will offend someone, should I make it back to Daxing. Very well, Jiaoqiu it is. [waner smiles faintly.] ...I suppose I have. This "Heaven" is very pleasant, which... I imagine is the point.
[morning is perhaps a little early for alcohol, but someone is double-dead, so you know what, all bets are off. which isn't to say waner is getting plastered, because she isn't; rather, she's seated at a table with her phone open to the death announcement, a notebook in which she's scribbling notes in front of her, and a small glass of rice wine off to the side.
there's a lipstick stain on the rim, and it seems there's just a bit of the liquid missing; she's only taken a sip or two. but her brows are pinched, and after a moment, she takes another sip before scribbling something else down.
she doesn't seem to notice anyone approaching, but she also seems to be focusing pretty hard.]
there's a lipstick stain on the rim, and it seems there's just a bit of the liquid missing; she's only taken a sip or two. but her brows are pinched, and after a moment, she takes another sip before scribbling something else down.
she doesn't seem to notice anyone approaching, but she also seems to be focusing pretty hard.]
I would as well. The gardens in the capital were beautiful - it is a shame to not be able to view the flowers as easily as before...
[she shrugs.]
...then again, who knows where else that "train" may take us in the future? Perhaps a stop with a real garden will become available to us later on.
[she shrugs.]
...then again, who knows where else that "train" may take us in the future? Perhaps a stop with a real garden will become available to us later on.
[ well, as someone who knows how it is to be snuck up on, jiaoqiu sees her at the bar focusing, and makes a lot of noise as he comes in. rams into a table, causes a chair to skitter across the floor, and then: ]
Arbiter -- who put this here. [ ... ] Sorry about that.
Arbiter -- who put this here. [ ... ] Sorry about that.
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